When Micaela sends her husband to his Christmas party, she writes him a funny note, but when he comes home drunk, she discovers the answer. What does it mean and who wrote it?
Because I work remotely, I can’t attend company Christmas parties where drunken employees finally share their opinions about each other. Fortunately. Travis, my husband, wasn’t so lucky, so I sent him a message on my chest.
Please don’t judge me; Travis doesn’t drink much alcohol.
Since we’ve been married for five years, we can trust Travis without a problem. However, since I was holding a marker while he was getting dressed, it was all a joke at first.
I wrote: “This is my husband, touch him and you will pay.”
As he turned to leave, he muttered, “Micaela.” “I just want to have a few cocktails. I’ll be home soon.”
After Travis left, I started decorating our living room and putting up the Christmas tree because neither of us had time for that. However, Travis crept into the house while I was putting my stockings on the mantelpiece.
I could tell he was drunk just by looking at him. I led him into our bedroom with the intention of undressing him and putting him to bed. But as I helped him undress, I noticed that my scribbled message had an answer.
It is said to have sustained the transformation.
I laughed it off without thinking too much about the circumstances. But as the evening wore on and I continued to watch old Christmas movies, the message kept coming back to me.
When he woke up the next day, I asked Travis about the party.
He claimed that after spending some time at his workplace, they went to sing together in a bar and then spent several hours at a club. When I asked him about the news, he looked confused.
“One of the guys probably wrote it,” he replied.
“There was a lot of drinking and you know how boys are.
It still annoyed me. So I asked my mother for advice. I confided in her and asked her for advice on how to deal with the restlessness and mistrust in my marriage that hadn’t appeared in the previous five years.
As a solution, Mom decided to install a GPS tracker on Travis’ car. I didn’t really want to do it, and I’m not one to snoop. However, I needed to get rid of this lingering feeling. So I agreed. But I knew Trav would feel so cheated if he ever found out.
Still, the last week before his Christmas break I watched his commute to and from work using my laptop. However, one evening he called that he had to stay late to finish some work before he could sign off for the holidays.
Since I was also in the middle of deadlines, I believed him.
However, I noticed his car was running when I restarted the program on my laptop while he was talking. Instead of taking me to a suburb with villas and luxury cars, the car was heading away from home.
Naturally, I downloaded the tracking program on my phone and got in my car to follow him. My heart was pounding as I pulled into the driveway of the gorgeous house across the street where he parked his car.
As I sat in the car on Friday night, I updated my mother via text.
Travis came out of the house about two hours later, grinning from ear to ear. I tried to see everything by sitting up a little straighter.
I was shocked to see a woman trailing behind him. When he turned to her, she reached for his arm. She hugged him and kissed him. The knots in my stomach finally loosened and my heart sank as the source of my unease stared me in the face.
For a moment the world stopped as I tried to process what was happening to me.
I took some reckless, adrenaline-charged photos of them together that captured definitive proof of the moment my marriage fell apart.
I realized that sitting in the car wasn’t going to help, so I went through them on my phone.
Travis was the first to see me as I approached the house. Too shocked to say anything. He didn’t do anything but watch me approach them.
“So you’re the woman who left the note for my husband?” I asked.
However, to my surprise, her reaction was not what I expected. Rather than backing down or ignoring it completely, she bluntly said I deserved better.
She looked at Travis and remarked, “Husbands like that deserve to be treated like surrogates.”
He blushed in embarrassment and anger and yelled, “How dare you?”
But it made no difference. The woman had already closed the door. I ignored Travis and went back to my car and left him there. After returning to the car, I found a text from my mother along with the divorce attorney’s number.
Rather than the festive reunion I envisioned at Christmas, it was a painful gift I gave myself. In the New Year, I have to start rebuilding, rediscovering, and finding happiness as I see fit.
Unpredictability is a given in life, especially after five years of marriage.
What would you do if it were you?
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Micaela and Travis’ story highlights the pain and disillusionment that can arise from broken trust in a relationship.
Micaela’s innocent prank at Travis’ Christmas party, meant to be a light-hearted joke, takes a dark turn when her suspicions are raised by a seemingly harmless reaction to her remark. Her subsequent actions—installing a GPS tracker and following Travis—reveal a painful betrayal that shatters her trust and forces her to face the harsh realities of her marriage.
The revelation of Travis’ infidelity, confirmed by the intimate photos Micaela captured, is a crushing blow that turns the holiday season into a time of personal upheaval. The confrontation with the other woman and Travis’ reaction underscores the gravity of the betrayal. The woman’s honest comment that Micaela deserves better, along with Travis’ defensive outburst, reinforces the emotional distance that has developed in their relationship.
Micaela’s decision to leave Travis and seek a divorce is a painful but necessary step in regaining her confidence and autonomy. Her story serves as a reminder that trust is the foundation of any relationship, and once it’s broken, restoring it or moving forward can be an incredibly difficult journey. The narrative closes with a moving reflection on the need for self-discovery and the search for true happiness, signaling the end of one chapter and the beginning of a new, uncertain journey.